Hey how ya doin’ 
Sorry ya can’t get through 
Why don’t you leave your name 
And your number 
And I’ll get back to you 
Hey how are ya doin’ 
Sorry ya can’t get through 
Why don't you leave your name 
And your number 
And I’ll get back to you. 

Once again it’s another rap bandit 
Fiending at I and I can’t stand it 
Wanna be down with the day-glow 
Knocking on my door, saying, hey yo yo 
Knocking on my door, saying, hey yo yo 
I got a funky new tune with a fly banjo 
I can’t understand what the problem is 
I find it hard enough dealing with my own biz 
How’d they get my name and my number 
Then I stop to think and wonder 
Bout a plan, yo man, I gotta step out town 
You wanna call me up? take my number down 
It’s 222-2222 
I got an answering machine that can talk to you 
It goes 

Hey how ya doin’ 
Sorry ya can’t get through 
Why leave your name and your number 
And I’ll get back to you 

Yo, check it, exit the old style 
Enters the new 
But nothing’s new ’bout being hawked by a crew 
Or should I say flock cause around every block 
There’s [bad word] and Frank, with a demo in his palm 
Now I’m with helping those who want to help themselves 
I be like, yo black, just play me the tape 
But at the show the time to spare I just make 
But the songs created in they shacks 
Are so wick-wick-wack, situations like this 
And now I hate they give me smiles kool-aid wide and ask, 
Was it def? 
And with the straighest face I be like, [bad word] yes. 
I slip them the digits to papa prince paul 
So I don’t go awol but yet I know when they call 
They get 

Hey how ya doing 
Sorry ya can’t get through 
Why don’t you leave your name 
And your number 
And I’ll get back to you 
Hey how are ya doin 
Sorry you can’t get through 
Why don’t you leave your name and your number 
And I’ll get back to you 
Check it out